Pools of millions slipping through this desecrated mind. My heart is pounding out the fluids that make my design. Of a body shaped womanly and a soul that's glowing weightlessly. With all the fights and bruises that I wear so fearlessly
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very nice line, kinda base, primitive, indicates to me a return to something base and respectable, from something else aloof and un-scarred.
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